62 Calm Breeze

The entire area around Clark was a grassy field. Grass was all he could see from one side to the other. The tall grass blew in the soft breeze. If he didn't hear the words of the beast that controlled the dungeon, then he would not be able to process the radical change before him.

"Crim, this is the first floor of the slime dungeon. From what I can see, we will have to deal with wind type slimes. Maybe more." There was nothing that Clark could see around. He started to think about what may be the way to progress and where he should go.

"If I am guessing correctly, we need to keep going down. The dungeon had stairs that led down when we entered. Therefore, we should keep moving through this field until we find stairs." Clark used the critical thinking he had trained over the years in this and his previous life. Not many people could think out problems like this but Clark felt blessed that he could.